Chapter 114

Hazel glanced at Marsha with concern. "Marsha, you should really take a break. Why are you working while you're in the hospital?" She unscrewed the thermos cup she held and offered it to Marsha. Marsha accepted it, taking a sip to soothe her throat. She answered softly, "The filming for this script is starting soon. If I don't finish it quickly, there might not be enough time." Hazel realized there was no point in arguing, so she stayed silent. As Marsha was absorbed in her reading, Hazel nudged her arm. Marsha looked up instinctively and asked, "What is it?" Hazel gestured toward the operating room door, prompting Marsha to look over. She noticed a man with graying hair who appeared to be in his 50s, and he was dressed in a white coat. Though only the area above his mask was visible, he seemed to be a kind and esteemed senior doctor. He held a wooden board about two fingers wide and half an arm's length. At that moment, his eyes showed anger. Feeling a bit intimidated,